Genius lyrics

[Chorus]
(Shi', shi')
They like, "Lunch, you be making that sh*t"
Couple shooters, they stay on that sh*t
In the field, b*tch, we stay on that sh*t
Cut you off, not gon' play with that b*tch
Call my new ho okay and that's it
She don't like how I be drinkin' that sh*t
Pour a few more, okay, and that's it
Roll a few more, okay, and that's it

[Verse]
Got like two poles, I stay with that flare
She be mad, I can't stay with that b*tch
I be mad she be f*ckin' them fens
I got thots up in Japan, n*gga, tell me how you want this to end, uh
I took some drugs in the air, uh
I get them motherf*ckin' bucks when I land
They be mad that we runnin' em over
They bе mad I ain't f*ckin' with no one
They be mad at Young Lunch, I'm too goatеd
Feel like two-four, but my real name Kobe
You got Wock and the red, I need both of 'em
Turn that b*tch to a shooter, I toss it up
She squirt on that di*k, she a Moby
I shoot like Kobe, the racks shoot like Kodak
Glock 40 with me like it's OVO
You not who we thought you would be, who you thought it was
Drip not what you could see, this imported
I got some pieces that's imported
I got some b*tches in Portugal
Really a genius
b*tch, I could think me a fortune
[Chorus]
(Shi', shi')
They like, "Lunch, you be making that sh*t"
Couple shooters, they stay on that sh*t
In the 'Vette but you stay on that sh*t
Cut you off, not gon' play with that b*tch
Call my new ho okay and that's it
She don't like how I be drinkin' that sh*t
Pour a few more, okay, and that's it
Roll a few more, okay, and that's it